When My Eyes

Images present themselves to meSeeds are ripe for reapin'I can tell you sleepin'You're everything you ever wanted to beAnd nothing here is changingNo messy rearrangingCause every set of ficus stays the sameSinatra is always singingAnd you do all the clingingAnd someone else accepts my placeWhatever my imagination throwsSo rugged, growing roseWhen my eyes do closeWhen my eyes do closeWhen they close

Turn and face my cielingDeep in all the feelingInhibitions turn to dust and fly awayStop my eyelids flickeringWith your petty bickeringBut this I must say,What I got to sayI hear my girl Dinah's playin'And tree branches start swayin'Run over and sit around by the roofAnd I see the lips are growingLittle buds are showingReach out a handInvite him to the ............Whatever my imagination throwsSo rugged, growing roseWhen my eyes do closeWhen my eyes do closeWhen they close

It's fragrant beautifullyColorful and monochromeAmy Winehouse aloneFar away from ringing phone at homeI turn to stone, turn to stoneAnd all the thoughts are staticYeah, my singing is automaticAnd I wish that I could sell itCause I can sense no dangerI am the lone rangerThrough the desert in a yellow caddyWith a black haired blue eyed strangerWhat does that ............... dryingI've been fear for flyingI overtake Montgomery inNever been more daringKitten heels I'm wearingReality a blow that

When I drop it lyricallyWords evolve genericallyAnd I don't ever need to collapse in tearsAnd I could curse your timingThunderously mimingAnd I feel young beyond my years